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Apr 2020
I'll come and go just like the wind. Leave no sign of my visit.
The leaves will hold the memory through the cold
but even that will die away when the sun comes.
I'll be stories told to those that never got a chance to see me .
Make you laugh if I had some humour in me.
Sometimes make you sad when you miss me.
The clock is a reminder that time keeps moving
Some day it could move on without me
I'll be gone but always there with you
I'll be watching from above and celebrate every little victory you make
Before all this happens, I wanna spend each day with you dearly and with no regret
Please let me!
Wekiya Brian Cyrus
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Wekiya Brian Cyrus  20/M/Uganda
(20/M/Uganda)   
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